I saw adverts stating it's going to be on Sky movies, do they mail you a pair of glasses for viewing? Otherwise it'd be pretty pointless, the whole point of it was the "oooh-aaah" 3D faggotry wasn't it?

I saw adverts stating it's going to be on Sky movies, do they mail you a pair of glasses for viewing? Otherwise it'd be pretty pointless, the whole point of it was the "oooh-aaah" 3D faggotry wasn't it?

Yeah, it doesn't look good so far. It's an all white cast, directed by Shamalamadingdong, in 3D. I think all this is going to be is the ring of Nickelodeons cash machine. I'll still see it, but I doubt I'll see the rest, if they come out. I have seen the show, and hey, for a kids show, I liked it, even if a ton of it made not a lick of sense.

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QUOTE (Qdeathstar @ Mar 13 2009, 01:45 AM)

The reason is that when heartless says something stupid, he really means it and believes it.

“They refer to me as an uneducated barbarian. Yes, we are barbarians. We want to be barbarians, it is an honored title to us. We shall rejuvenate the world. This world is near its end.”

yeah the show was pretty good, I remember watching it a few years back. I'll probably go watch this movie just for that reason. I'll catch an early showing for about $4 and maybe I'll fork over the $2.50 extra for 3D.

I said the same thing. I was really excited when I heard James Cameron was making the avatar film. Then I saw a shit ton of ads filled with weird blue monkey cat people running about and I was honestly confused for a while until the trailers and stuff hit. Then I heard the actual Avatar movie was being helmed by the genius that brought us The Happening, The Village, The Stapler, and realized then that the inevitable ending to this new Avatar film was that the main character ends up being the Firelord in a surprise twist ending.

This post has been edited by NukaLurk: Jun 30 2010, 07:47 PM

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QUOTE (Qdeathstar @ Mar 13 2009, 01:45 AM)

The reason is that when heartless says something stupid, he really means it and believes it.

“They refer to me as an uneducated barbarian. Yes, we are barbarians. We want to be barbarians, it is an honored title to us. We shall rejuvenate the world. This world is near its end.”

If I had made the film, I wouldn't have relied so much on CGI, except where needed. I've also heard that the action was like watching slow-motion tai chi. Not sure why they got a tae kwon do kid to play a character who's a master of Bāguàzhǎng.

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QUOTE (Qdeathstar @ Mar 13 2009, 01:45 AM)

The reason is that when heartless says something stupid, he really means it and believes it.

“They refer to me as an uneducated barbarian. Yes, we are barbarians. We want to be barbarians, it is an honored title to us. We shall rejuvenate the world. This world is near its end.”

After reading some reviews I think I may be better off just re-watching the cartoon episodes. A friend of mine said they're playing them on some Nick channel that me , a normal cable subscriber, doesn't get. Luckily you can find them online fairly easily.

the 3D in this movie is just like the "clash of the titans" 3D... another director trying to cash in on the 3D craze and up-scales his movie to 3D, meaning, nothing is really 3D at all... just cheap parlor tricks...

i like shamaylan's directing skills and visuals... he is a master behind the camera... but behind the desk with a pen and a pad, he's god awful in half his movies... the script has already been written for this movie but apparently, he's changed a lot of that so fuck this movie... you can go out on a limb with movies like signs and the 6th sense but, don't re-write something that's already been written... this movie only needed your directorial skills, not your input on story plots...

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QUOTE (Massacre @ Mar 15 2011, 01:24 AM)

Oh, good one. The "you're on the internet so you must have no life" insult isn't moronic or unoriginal at all. You must, without a doubt, be a very important member of society, not at all a waste of the already barely valuable gift of life.

As is the case for everyone who takes issue with people who make them sad on the internet, you are one of two kinds of people:

You are exactly what you claim I am, and that is a lonely, pathetic basement dweller. You life is spent eating eight pounds of junk food per day, masturbating to anything you find online that's even remotely feminine, and wishing you had good looks and social skills. You continue to live with your mother until she dies of a combination of lung cancer and liver failure brought on by the chain-smoking and heavy drinking she used to cope with what a failure you are. Your mother mercifully dead and free of the living embodiment of failure she regretfully thrust from her loins, the bills start to pile up and you, unemployed and unable to pay these bills (of course), lose the house and everything in it. Somehow even more of a failure than you already were, you wander from place to place eating out of dumpsters and sleeping in your own filth until you finally die of AIDS, which you contracted from a diseased whore you scrounged up enough money to pay for, so you could finally lose your virginity while at the same time pretending that your mother was back in your life.

Or:

You are the type who was an athlete in high school, who was genetically doomed to be an idiot but managed to finish school and even get a college scholarship because you were so good at a worthless children's game. You went off to college with a suitcase full of polo shirts and condoms, the polo shirts, because you're a douche, and the condoms to prevent you from impregnating the dim-witted young college girls whom you could never touch without the aid of Rohypnol, a drug you refer to as "roofies" because you can neither spell or pronounce Rohypnol. You scrape by with borderline D's for the next four years, and leave the campus to go out into the real world where your realize you're not intelligent or talented enough to do anything of value with your life. Misery and minimum wage ensues for thirty years, then you blow your brains out, and your corpse, alone and forgotten, is not discovered until the smell of rotting flesh seeps under your door and your bodily fluids finally soak through the floor of your studio apartment and into the room below you. Your body is cremated, the ashes scraped into a garbage bin because there was no one in your life who valued you enough to pay for a casket, funeral, or burial plot.

You're undoubtedly one of the two, otherwise you would have better things to do than complain about the theme of a forum that doesn't care about anything you have to say.